Le Han's life was simple , and a normal one . Morning lectures , afternoon part-time work , cheap salary just enough to pay the rent, cheap meals that barely filled his stomach , and nights spent in an empty apartment that smelled faintly of wastage. The city moved on without him, indifferent.
He was just alone, there was no one who would wait at home or give him company , no friend , no colleague , no parents. There was no one who he could called family. Everyone around him was like a venomous snake showing their fangs.
Yet he had survived worse. Sold by his own parents at an young age. He had to survive different lab experiments , used as a test subject without mercy. He remembered the cold metal struck between his body, smell of blood . He had escaped . Alone , broken, and silent but alive. That world had taught him one lesson , cruelty follows the weak and he had learned that through many hardships.
Tonight was just any other normal day, he was delivering a package to an remote district , a simple errand that would earn him a few coins. The streets were quite . He moved carefully, feeling the weight of his own thoughts .
At the end of the streets stood an new yet disgusting apartment . He knew something was fishy about it.
When he opened the door , he froze.
It seemed as the whole thing was someone's plan. What he saw was a familiar face . It just that the man had grown old but it was easily distinguishable . The eyes , the face, he could never forget. The same old man who had taken his childhood and toyed with it was faintly smiling looking at him.
"hmm.. so it was really true , you were alive", a disgusting laugh echoed through the streets.
Rage coiled in his chest, sharp yet manageable , for a moment he could not breath.
The old man raised a knife.
Le Han's mind cleared but something was bothering him from inside. "Can i really kill a human being , doesn't that make me the same", a distant yet a surging emotion hit his heart . But did they really thought about it when making my life miserable . No… I will exact my revenge completely. He had made his decision. The pen in his pocket was small but can do enough damage to the old man. He instantly threw the delivery bag towards the old man face, and dashed instantly, making the old man daze .
"every day of training was fruit full", The knife flew from the old man's hand. "The shock from the delivery bag was greater then expected."
He instantly open the lid of the pen and threw the ink towards old man's eye , without giving him any opportunity he picked the knife and drove it towards the man's eye.
A loud cry left his mouth. "You.. bitch..".
For a heartbeat , the room felt silent . Only the sound of his own ragged breathing filled the air. Then instinct took over , adrenaline and anger fueling him. Another strike . one more . one more. Finally , the old man slumped . Silence fell heavy.
"Aaararaara", another roar echoed . Le Han's hands shook. His chest felt the burned of cutting the flesh of human being , his breathing shallow . Blood coated his fingers. The reality rushed him slowly: he had killed a human being, now there was no turning back.
But the happiness of revenge was greater than the guilt of killing a human being. His training paid off . He had been constantly training for this day . It seemed the heavens was on his side or destiny had different plan. Well the future doesn't speak for present.
"Destiny , Fate ;worthless!, they are just the emotion and fear mankind develop , if anything doesn't go there way they shove every unconditional way that is to make them shine . Today I Le Han accomplished my revenge . The world will not understand i don't care on explaining. If the world is cruel than i shall be Rakshasa''.
note:-"Rakshasa are the mythical demons in Hindu mythology''.
It was a serious crime he had done.He picked the knife and store in his pocket , so that no one will find his finger print . There was a gasoline under the bed, he slowly poured it on whole floor , that way the corpse will also be difficult to recognize. He drew the matches and throw towards the floor. Flame ignited instantly devouring everything . He had perfectly set up everything . Now it was time for him to leave. He ran riding the scooter he came from . The city blurred around him . Fear and shock filled his mind. The fury that had driven him from acting this way seemed to fade. He barely noticed the truck until it was too late. The truck's horn tore through the air . Headlights burned his eyes . He had no time to react.
Metal crushed bone . The world spun.
Ah…so is this how i die?
Is this the karma for killing a fellow human being?
Was it a mistake to take revenge for what he did?
Was I wrong?
He laughed weakly inside his fading mind .
Ha..nothing ever goes my way.
Pain tore through him, sharp and cold. Darkness swallowed everything.
Then, a voice, cold and mechanical, echoed inside his mind.
[Healing failed. searching for alternating way….found it…soul transplant initializing….][Initializing 1%...2%….3%…..40%…..96%….97%..98%..100%..][Initializing successful soul transferring ….to …Han Zhen..]
Ha..even in death i am hallucinating, am i truly gone mad. What is this , well if it was true i will probably live a different life than this fucked up life.
The pain melted away . Strength restored. His body felt unfamiliar but whole. Slowly , he opened his eyes.
The world had change .
His clothes were strange , his body lighter , his senses sharp. The air smelled faintly of herbs and incense, warm yet cold . He tried to rise but it was uncomfortable for him to properly stand , tripped and fell.
A soft voice came from the doorway.
"You're awake , Young Master.", a beautiful girl, her attire reflecting of an ancient China, long flowing dress, wide sleeves , silk belt.
"Wh…..What….", a deep confusion arose his mind. He slowly looked at the polished marble , used as decoration of the floor , he stared at the reflection on the floor; long dark hair , grey eyes that seemed it had not been opened in all years , his lips twitched upward.
Have I Reincarnated?, he muttered.
A deep confusion arose , why is he alive , and how is he in a different body.
A surge of memory flashed instantly in his mind.
Wha….wha…what? , Where the hell am i?